I read a poem titled “Endings” from Cate Derham and it inspired an answer (of sorts)
I fear the first teardrop
when I cry for a love that’s gone
I dread our last words,
gone, like a fading song.
Memories of moments together
Remnants of “Love Forever”
Passions pull strong.
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